In the insane asylum, he bemoaned his fate.

"Youse cops is all on the take! I thought this here part of those Uniteds States of A was where ya bashed criminalers skulls and let decent people drive wit a few under their belt. Let me tell you! Youse are bigger meatheads than my son      in-law ---and he's a Polock!"

The man at the door pleaded.

"Sir, please--let us help. After you disappeared, we found you wandering..."

"...and youse just grabbed me up witout a unwarranted or nothin'!"

Virgil Tibbs then knew that Sheriff Gillespie had surely lost his mind.